Ginny decided to wait until later in the week to implement the plan that was thought up by Dumbledore, Ron, and herself. Snape simply made the potion, as he wanted to embarrass his rival's son. All she had to do was get Harry alone and when the potion took affect, be near enough for him to grab her and do the things that she had been dreaming about for the last four years. That there was a fertility potion, combined with the lust potion made the victory that much sweeter. She had always wanted to have Harry's baby. She would be treated like a queen from both Harry and the wizarding world for having the Boy-Who-Lived's baby. He would do anything for her, including whatever Dumbledore wanted. That was the true reason for all this. Dumbledore needed Harry back under his control, and what better way, than to control Harry's child. She had only let Ron in on the planning, since she needed to keep Hermione away while Harry was being given the potion. She didn't like how close they were getting and had a suspicion that Hermione had a crush on Harry. Ron was the perfect choice to keep her away.
It was Friday night, a week since she had been given the potion. Ginny was in a broom cupboard waiting for Harry to find her. She had timed it so that it was very close to curfew. She had an unconscious Dean Thomas with her to make it look like they were snogging in private. Dumbledore had graciously arranged for her to have a private room to 'work' the potion out of Harry's system. It was close by since Professor Snape had said that he had boosted the potion. It would take effect within two minutes and Harry would loose control and grab the first person he saw. That was alright with her and another reason to keep Hermione away.
Ron had stationed himself in an empty class room, with an unconscious Lavender. Exactly twenty-eight minutes later, Ginny heard Ron asking if he could talk to her. Harry was nearby. Suddenly the cupboard door flew open, revealing Harry. Ginny threw the bottle at his feet and watched as the bright pink mist rose and Harry inhaled the potion. She saw his eyes dilate and his breathing become erratic. 'Perfect' she thought.
"Harry, are you alright," asked Ginny, in what she hoped was a worried voice.
"What have you done," he whispered in a furious voice. Ginny was surprised at the anger. He was supposed to want her, make love to her, worship her, but not realize what she had done and get angry with her. Suddenly she was afraid. Harry had vast amounts of power that most people rarely saw, let alone possess. She could see that he was fighting the potion and was slowly loosing the battle. Now all she had to do was wait.
"I only want you Harry, so I'm taking the situation into my own hands. I got tired of waiting for you and for you to make up your mind. You know that we belong together, so why fight it. At Dumbledore's funeral, you told me that you were breaking up with me, to protect me. Well you here, I'm here, and I'm ready for the next step in our relationship, something more permanent." As she spoke, Ginny moved closer and closer until she was standing directly in front of Harry. She could practically feel the lust rolling off of him. Obviously the potion was working. She reached out her hand and touched his face. "There is a room nearby where we can continue this," she said. Harry quickly grabbed her hand. This was a moment to savor. She waited for the kiss. Once he kissed her, there would be no stopping him. But instead of the kiss she was expecting, she got harshly pushed back in the cupboard.
"You bitch! You have no idea what you have done. I wouldn't 'sleep' with you if you were the last female on earth. No doubt Dumbledore is helping you with this little set-up. Make no mistake, Ms. Weasley, I will have my revenge on you, your family, and your precious Dumbledore." Harry shut the door and sealed it to stay locked for another half an hour.
Ron had stopped Hermione on the pretense of having her help him with Lavender, who was unconscious. Ron told both Harry and Hermione that they had been practicing some spells and that one had hit Lavender, knocking her out. Hermione told Harry to go ahead and get Ginny and Dean out of the cupboard, that she could handle this. As soon as Harry left, Ron locked the door with a spell that Ginny had taught him. He wanted no interruptions. If Ginny was getting Harry, then he wanted Hermione. It was only fair. He wouldn't go so far as to use a potion on her like Ginny was doing to Harry, but he would do just about everything else in order to convince the smart witch that they belonged together.
"Hermione, I was wondering if you would go with me to Hogsmeade next weekend?"
"I don't think so, Ronald. I know about the money." Ron was surprised. 'How had shefound out about that', he wondered. Harry.
"I only took the money so that we would have a start together."
Hermione looked completely surprised. "A start together? Where in the world did you get an idea that we would be 'together'?"
Ron started turning red. "Everyone expects it and who else would have you? You did enjoy my kisses."
Now Hermione was mad. Of all the stupid things to say. "No Ronald, I didn't and for your information there are a lot of men who find me attractive. I have been hinting to you that I didn't enjoy your attention but you are too dumb to figure that out. So I guess I will have to spell it out to you. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU THAT WAY AND THAT OUR FRIENDSHIP IS NOW OVER." She tried to leave and found the door locked.
An evil chuckle came from behind her. "Going somewhere, Hermione?"
Ron grabbed her hand and pulled her in for a kiss. Suddenly the door was blasted apart and in its place stood a very angry Harry Potter. Hermione used the distraction to move behind Harry.
"Are you alright", asked Harry softly, never taking his eyes off Ron. "Did he hurt you?"
"No. He only tried to kiss me. But are you alright? You're sweating quite heavily."
Ron tried to interrupt but was thrown back by a silent spell from Harry and knocked unconscious. Hermione checked Lavender, woke her up and sent her back to the tower. She finally got a good look at Harry. He was pale, sweating a lot, and breathing very heavy. "What happened?"
"Ginny threw a potion at me and I breathed it in. She used a love or lust potion on me. I'm not sure which. Dumbledore is behind it, wanting to get me back under his control. I locked her in the cupboard that I found her in. My locking spell will disappear in half an hour but will sound an alarm until she is caught by someone else."
"She did WHAT? What color was it?"
"It was bright pink and turned into a mist when it activated." Hermione gasped and turned pale. This was a serious potion. Only Snape could have made it here at Hogwarts. Very few in the wizarding world could have and it was not one that could sit on a shelf for very long. "Harry, that was the Amorous Fertilis potion. There is no known antidote that you can take. The only way to get the potion out of you system is to have sex, a lot of it. It also has a fertility potion in it so that the partner will become pregnant. In every instance that I have read about it, every couple had a child and those that didn't have actual sex first went insane and then died."
Harry grew paler and paler as Hermione described what the potion was and its only cure. He was going to have to lock himself in his room and try to find a different cure. There was no way he was going to loose himself to lust again like he did with Jill, let alone have another child outside of marriage. Once was enough. He turned quickly, leaving Hermione behind as he made his way to his rooms.
"Chamber of Godric" he growled and was answered by the lion's roar. Harry quickly went inside, telling Dobby to seal the room and to not let him out until Monday morning, no matter what he said after that. If he hadn't found a different solution by then he would probably be dead so it wouldn't matter. He was so hot and sweaty that he started stripping, think that a cold shower would help a little bit. A familiar voice stopped him.
"A cold shower won't help." Harry turned around to see Hermione standing in his bedroom doorway. He had turned so quickly that Hermione thought that he was going to fall over.
"Hermione, what the HELL are you doing here? Leave NOW because I no longer have any control over my body."
"No, I want to help you."
"Hermione, the only way you can help me is to leave. I will not go through this again with another if I can help it." That statement made no sense to her but she didn't move. "Please Hermione, leave. I don't want to ruin our friendship." Hermione simply walked closer to him.
"No Harry, this won't ruin our friendship. You and I won't let it. I want to help you and I will. Soon you won't be able to not give in. I don't want you to die if I can help you and I would rather be the 'one', than for you to attack a stranger."
Harry started breathing very heavy and a predatory gleam entered his eyes. "Why?", he whispered as she closed in on him.
Reaching up and taking his face between her hands she whispered back, "Because I love you that's why".